Traducció: Els éssers vius. Al març d'estiu.
the right Leave the fan on, my short arm's sleeping I found a new way to die March straight, march straight, march in straight lines, march in straight
seventh bitch (Intro: Ras Kass) Yeah, seventh, uh-huh, first things first man you're messin' with the worst One, come on, come on, one (Chorus: Marc Live
Marching on ice to a place That's too far off to see Peel back the skin to uncover The things that you feel Send in the military and use all The force
cry? call for street justice how many have to die? the mob assembled smoke filled the air and marched in anger to do what's fair to bring to justice this souless thing
the seventh bitch [Intro: Ras Kass] Yeah, seventh, uh-huh, first things first man you're messin' with the worst One, come on, come on, one [Chorus: Marc Live
Marching on ice to a place that's too far off to see peel back the skin to uncover the things that you feel send in the military and use all the force
street justice How many have to die? [Solo: Jay Jay] The mob assembled, smoke filled the air And marched in anger to do what's fair To bring to justice this soulless thing
cry? Call for street justice how many have to die? The mob assembled smoke filled the air and marched in anger to do what's fair to bring to justice this souless thing
justice How many have to die? [Solo: Jay Jay] The mob assembled, smoke filled the air And marched in anger to do what's fair To bring to justice this soulless thing
